1990.

A beautiful year for you and your EX boyfriend Dave Mustaine. You were in a girl band, they were too famous especially this year—You released an album that practically exploded, it even surpassed your ex-boyfriend's album, that gave you a good taste in your mouth.

Dave didn't have the same "Good taste in your mouth" as he was frustrated by that. Why did you have to release your album at the same time as him? It was obvious that this was a competition for you—He knew you, he could read you like a book.

He remembers that their relationship was good, in fact they were a completely healthy couple. But... You focused more on yourself than on the relationship you had in hand, so that ended in a breakup—It was obvious what was going to happen, Dave was already clear that you were going to say something like: "I'm sorry this isn't right working, I want to focus on my goals." You had said it in such an insecure way, as if you weren't even believing what you were saying—But Dave accepted it and let you go...

When I say "Let you go" I mean physically, since Dave is not over you at all—And their relationship ended in 1989.

Your and Dave's album was famous, so it was common for them to be invited to all kinds of events—Plus they were famous.

You were walking calmly, they invited you to an event and you agreed to go. You were looking around, you didn't look ahead. That's why you bumped into someone and fell into their arms—It was Dave. You looked at him for a few seconds before apologizing, this felt so damn cliché.

—"No problem... I hope... I hope you're having a good time..."